The first snowfall looked fresh and clean, but it reminded me how often we cover things up in our own lives. Only Jesus can cleanse what’s beneath and make us truly new.

Missed nursing school, showed up to a meeting a day early, snapped at my kids—yet God keeps flipping my failures into new doors of grace. Like David, each stumble can become worship when we hand it to Him. He redirects our paths and shapes us into Christ’s image (Rom 8:28‑30).

I saw a quote on Facebook the other day: “Sometimes we're so ashamed of ourselves that we automatically feel like Jesus is too. But He's...